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Sep 2, 2005
spur of the moment inspiration:
Sometimes i find myself in awe,
looking into your eyes and seeing how they burn so much,
so much for the God you serve, above all,
and seeing the love you have for Him and His touch,
makes me want the same thing, if not more,
with or without you, i don't know,
but i am so in love with your love, i've come to adore,
adore the heart you have, that makes your presence glow,
i think too much, but my heart always becomes intrigued,
to something i haven't seen in any one yet in my life,
could i be a part of this, what do i have to do....Plead?!
where could this go, no one knows, you bein a wife?
i don't have any idea, but i don't want to make assumptions,
but that would only mean one thing,
more praise and glory for His consumption,
carrying me closer to both you and Him by wing.
Posted at 01:28 pm by thirdofastooge
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Jul 10, 2005
not mine, but a beautiful picture....
"About A Burning Fire" -BLINDSIDE
I thought about fire in the sky
I thought about fire
I thought about love burning in your eye
I thought about fire
It hurts
That drops of fire would fall so precise
And how everything else would loose its meaning
What a beautiful
What a painful surprise
There is no peace outside if there is nothing within
It hurts
But like coming home
Once dried up
I guess this is what you get
When a heart expands
I thought about...
Love is destructive
For the ego
And Your voice is the only thing
That speaks rebelliously in this world of claiming your own
There is no peace outside if there''s nothing within
Love is addictive
For the spirit
And Your voice whispers with a roar
That fire rises up, refills
Place the right king on the throne
I thought about...
I thought about a burning fire
I thought about a loving fire
I thought about Your love
Posted at 11:53 am by thirdofastooge
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Jun 17, 2005
the sun goes up, starting a new day,
giving all a new opportunity, just like clay,
to be molded into someone awesome,
someone special, to be admired,
it's hard to do, but great in the end,
sometimes i find myself missing the bigger picture,
but befores it's over, i always seem to have to make amends,
tonight we might sing "How wide and how deep and how great is your love",
but why do we have to wait 'til then to figure that out,
i mean is that all we're about,
"wait 'til we're done with our day, then thank You for what you've done?",
it's like eating dinner at a friends house and thanking them the next day!,
how thankful are we really when we can't trust you with everything?,
why do we even bother?, "why tip the barber when you cut your own hair?!
Posted at 03:01 am by thirdofastooge
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May 29, 2005
When you look at my face i feel warm,
When you smile you light my heart on fire,
As you talk to me i find some gasoline,
That makes this feeling take me higher,
It's funny how this happens to me now,
When i want this so bad i can feel you in my hands,
Seeing my mind as a sponge soaking up love,
It does all i ever wanted it to do, expand,
I don't know the path at which my life is taking,
Neither do i know who i am going to be with,
But im prayin to God its you,
Because you've been playin through my mind like an harmonic riff,
Why you ask do i have this compelling spark,
I have not a clue,
And you also ask why im still sitting here instead of making my move,
For fear of the almost definite answer i will get from you....
Posted at 08:38 pm by thirdofastooge
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Apr 20, 2005
brown strings of life, lift me high!
the more i investigate the matter,
more i am finding my heart getting fatter,
it intrigues me to see how infactuated i really am,
and to continue would mean to use a ladder,
brown strings of life, lift me high
your voice has captured my ear,
like wiping away that once lonesome tear,
my heart not weak anymore,
like simultaneously you have rebuilt that gear,
brown strings of life, lift me high
i don't know how to say this,
and i'm sure i don't know how to take this kind of risk,
for i am only going by heart, not head,
but from what i can tell, its too hard to resist,
brown strings of life, lift me high
as i talk to you i am seriously stroked at the mind,
any more intellegence, and i would go blind,
how would my life be with you in it,
i would only like to find,
brown strings of life, lift me high.
Posted at 09:41 pm by thirdofastooge
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Apr 8, 2005
Lord, as i look upon your face,
I ask that its you my friends chase,
Giving their all to find your embrace,
Loving you as they come into your place,
Departing ready to run your iron man race,
To fight that against armies manned with mace,
Leaving all behind that you can replace,
Seeing their life bloom like red roses in a vase.
Posted at 11:31 am by thirdofastooge
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Apr 4, 2005
As i get closer to that time,
I find myself craving it more,
The urge once blurry becoming sharply fine,
The softness of its caress im growing to adore,
Beating my head because i can't get it out of my mind,
Losing all sense of sanity as i look for a substitution,
Self control is slipping as i anticipate what i cannot find,
And time is ticking as i search for the resolution,
Finally i unveiled the anomaly, My heart strains as i unravel the mess i have remaining,
Somehow im winning yet im going down pummeling,
As i find a pillow that im claiming.
Posted at 10:22 pm by thirdofastooge
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Mar 21, 2005
I am a silent lightning bolt about to show you what true power I have,
I hear those who once laughed now cowering by the display I have displayed,
I feel the hot air they’ve made, but I plan to pollute it, to change their very inelastic existence,
I feel the shower of everlasting dryness, knowing I won’t give into them anymore,
I feel life now as a now spawned firing water, something new for me to experience.
Posted at 09:37 pm by thirdofastooge
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I come from the end of the horizon of beginnings,
I am the start of the rainbow,
I hear the toot of an oncoming train in the distance,
They say it’s better to be in the middle of it all,
But who will start what everyone loves,
Its not as bright as midday, but it grows and never seems to wither,
You can see everything from here and plan all that is to come,
You can find comfort knowing you haven’t missed anything,
And if you messed up something you have time to fix it.
Posted at 09:24 pm by thirdofastooge
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My real name is in-training,
Yesterday my name was blowfish,
In my dream my name was flavor,
My girlfriend thinks my name is Dr. blue eyes.
Posted at 09:14 pm by thirdofastooge
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